Translator: StarveCleric Editor: Milkbiscuit
Just as Shi Yao was wondering how to reply to Lin Jiage, someone suddenly called her name, “Darling Yaoyao…”
Darling Yaoyao?
This voice and this tone… It’s clearly that man from yesterday…
Lin Jiage instinctively turned to look in the direction the voice had come from.
A young man wearing a black shirt with short sleeves had just walked out of Shi Yao’s flat, and he was currently making his way over to Shi Yao.
The moment she heard that voice, Shi Yao also turned to look on reflex.
She wanted to respond to the young man, but before she could speak, she suddenly felt a chilling sensation emanating from behind her.
She subconsciously looked back at Lin Jiage, but other than seeing him staring fixedly at an area in front of her, there didn’t seem to be anything strange with him.
This is really weird. Why did I suddenly feel like that?
Shi Yao couldn’t help scratching the back of her head as she wondered.
In the short ten seconds that Shi Yao turned around to look at Lin Jiage, the young man had already walked over to her side.
And within those short ten seconds, Lin Jiage had managed to inconspicuously assess the young man from head to toe, conducting a practical comparison between the two of them in his heart.
Looks-wise, that guy is somewhat decent… But compared to me, his eyes are a little too small, his nose bridge is a little too flat, his mouth is a little too big, and his face shape isn’t distinct enough. In fact, even the guy’s skin isn’t as delicate as mine!
In terms of height, that guy is still acceptable as a man… But in the end, he’s still shorter than me. As for body proportion, it’s clear who the winner is here. Also, isn’t his leg hair a little too thick?
His hairstyle doesn’t look that nice either, and his taste in clothes is too crass… and despite being a man, he’s actually wearing an ear stud. Also, aren’t his fingers a little too short and stubby?
While Lin Jiage was busy comparing himself with the young man on every single aspect, perhaps it was due to the young man noticing that Shi Yao hadn’t responded to his calls—he spoke up once more, “Darling Yaoyao.”
As he spoke, he even raised his hand to flick Shi Yao’s forehead lightly.
Does this man even have the most basic upbringing and etiquette? Speak if you must, but how indecent are you to touch another person in broad daylight?!
It was as if Lin Jiage’s eyes had been fixed in place with glue; his gaze remained firmly on the man’s hand that had flicked Shi Yao’s head just now.
Conversely, Shi Yao didn’t show the slightest displeasure at the young man’s actions. Instead, she pouted sullenly and shot the young man a glare which was seemingly angry but devoid of any heat, “How many times have I told you not to hit my head?”
Yeah, she doesn’t want your hand anywhere close to her!
Lin Jiage inwardly hmphed as he continued to stare at the young man’s finger intently.
But halfway through his thoughts, he suddenly noticed a certain detail which nearly caused him a mental breakdown. How many times have I told you not to hit my head… many times have I told you… many times… In other words, that guy has flicked her head many times?
Meanwhile, the young man replied with a chuckle, “Well, who asked you to be so short?”
Shi Yao didn’t seem to mind that remark too much, and she looked at the young man and asked, “Why did you come down?”
Are they going to start chatting just like that? Are they going to just treat him like he was invisible?
Still staring intently at the young man’s finger, Lin Jiage cleared his throat, pretending like he was very uncomfortable.
Young Man: “I was worried that you’d be lonely, so I thought about it and decided to keep you company for breakfast.”
Shi Yao: “Then I really should give you a huge thank you, shouldn’t I?”
Young Man: “There’s no need for that between us!”